The joys of sleeping till 6am. Although its actually exactly the same time in space as 5am in QLD (no daylight saving in QLD), the mind set of waking and seeing 6 on the clock instead of a 5 makes a huge difference.
Leaving the clock set on Melb time while we were in QLD would have had the same effect, in fact nothing would really have effected us because even all Foxtel programming is on Melb based time … so we could have just operated on Melb time all along.
For the first time since we have been away, the night air was cool and a consistant breeze blew through the windows ….. is was quite pleasant.
The pub had incredibly loud music thumping till all hours, and the dickheads next door were watching DVDs outside with the volume on 10.
This was all third hand information coming to light around the breakfast table ….. because as usual Ross didnt hear too much of it ….. zzzzzzzzzzzz
Thanks to Sarah, we had a demonstration of the new craze, Lateral Ground Based Sub Tropical Frog Pilates. Although its very difficult to achieve a proper tranquil zen when you have to look like this. We’re all looking forward to lesson two.
After a morning coffee it was beach beach and more beach. The kids enjoyed a full day in the water, as did the rest of us. The surf was a reasonable size but very dumpy, breaking behind a closer dirty shallow sandbar break.
Its been hot all day and its still 30deg at 6pm
We are camped opposite the toilet block which is very handy. The park “dump point” is also directly opposite on the other side of the road, and right next to the dump point is the beach shower to wash off the sand after a day on the beach.
To paint the picture, the “dump point” is where caravaners with onboard toilets go to “dump” the contents of their septic tanks, hence the secret tricky name ….. “dump point”. It doesnt take too much imagination. Everything about the dump point is a health hazard from the lid and the handle, to the tap and the hose. Nothing within 5 feet of a dump point is not potentionally sprayed with shit.
3 young guys appeared at the beach shower and 2 were disgusted when the 3rd one spat out some water he had accumulated from the shower. How totally gross is that. One of the guys then walked to the dump point hose, grabbed the hose which is the one used to wash out the septic tanks. He then proceeded to wash himself down, even taking time to have drink of water out of the hose.
Ross was cringing throughout, but almost vomited when the guy took a drink from the poo hose. But apparently that other guy ….. who spat out the water; hes’s really gross!!!!!!!!!!
The dump point is clearly signed, and at one point 2 of the guys read the sign out loud, but that didnt stop them. Guts of steel …. or brains of shit.
Barb and Sarah sitting around plucking hair like a band of knattering monkeys. Who would have thought plucking hair could be a team sport, where you can compare methods, results, tools etc.
The comparison was made to farming, ploughing, weeding the garden. A pluck’fest …… apparently its therapeutic to sit around ripping out hair by the roots.
Ross decided to pass of the pluck’fest
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